One was almost six feet tall and clearly not used to power attire. That said, she had definite presence. One was not even five feet. I recognized her....She was one of the owners—Francine Martel, the Broadway diva. She can whip my pussy anytime.All that pales beside the third of their group. Remember this name—Cynthia. You may not have seen the catalog yet, but you will. Mistress Cynthia did the cover shot. Oh. My. God. I am so jealous. This guy Jason does not know how lucky he was. Cynthia was. After that, it was her panties that I drew up over her slender hips, they were no more than a wisp of white lace, a frivolous little garment that served only to draw attention to her completely hairless slit, the tiny triangle of lace fitted snugly in between her lips and at the back it was just a narrow string barely wide enough to hide her little puckered hole.It was her dress though that I liked, it was full length, white and fitted her like a second skin, at the front it plunged almost down. Straddle Daddy’s cock, and ride me hard!”Mandy moans in delight and shifts her weight onto her knees. Then while holding her pussy above Daddy’s cock, she spreads her labia and helps him guide his shaft slowly into the wet folds of her wanting pussy. She then leans forward and plants her lips on his and begins rocking her hips back and forth, with long deliberate strokes.Daddy savors every inch of Mandy’s luscious pussy as she fucks him. He put his arms around her and kisses her back with. But then I got my first girlfriend and my thoughts were all about her titties and how long it would be before I got to touch her between her youthful thighs. At that tender age I seemed to be hard all the time and desperate for release. When she took me into the woods and gave me a hand-job for my 15th birthday it was the greatest moment of my life to that point. I wanted to fuck her but she wouldn't until she was legal. In the meantime she jerked me off and sucked my cock nearly every time we.